No matter what, I may belong where the Powers that Be dropped me.
When I was living in the remoteness of the Poconos in PA I'd spend a lot of my time in my beloved little white Chevette to get to any place to shop, go to the doctor, etc. I had a tape deck in that car(my wedding present from the Hubs). Driving through those forests along mostly deserted back roads I'd crank up tapes of Dwight Yoakam and Mary Chapin Carpenter, etc.....the big guns of country music in the mid 1980's. I even was going through a Zydeco phase then.
This was one of my favorites on my MCC tape.............listen to the lyrics and you'll see why I feel like I'm home(mostly)here. If I can't afford to live in the Virginia of my childhood, this is pretty darn close to being in the parts of rural Virginia where we spent time with my mother's people. Except it's much hotter. 8-)